For the freshmen, it was even worse.
The good news? They were about to receive triple the resources.
The bad news? They could die from cardiac arrest at any second.
Luke, who had been seconds away from crushing Samantha Voss, suddenly paused.
His enormous wolfish head tilted slightly, his piercing eyes scanning the crowd.
Then, his gaze locked onto someone specific.
A girl with chestnut-brown hair, dressed in a simple white robe.
Her entire body was trembling, her hands covering her face, trying to make herself as small as possible.
Bella White.
The instant Luke's glowing eyes landed on her, a system notification appeared in his mind.
[Ding! A Qualified Target Has Been Detected!]
[Name: Bella White]
[Potential: Medium]
[Capture to Obtain Rewards.]
A wide, predatory grin stretched across Luke's snout.
Finally.
This damn system was useful again.
